If they’re to call our love a sinThen how can any one of us win?If our union is doomed to failLet’s throw love to the wind and sail In death do we part just the sameAs angry mobs have us now doLife’s oft a bitter lonely gameUnless one and one can make two If the…

Living my life if I mightWith the end clearly in sightCaught up in hellfire’s wakeAll the promises breakAs pale darkness awaitsEvery cold day I awakeI struggle to breatheOr find guiding light If I may if I mightFind a path that is rightFor my aching bones are weakAnd I’m on a mad losing streakWith craven monsters…

If I never wrote another wordWhat would be left unsaid?What would still beMisunderstood or unknown?What if there was no wayTo say what neededTo be said? If I never wrote another wordWhat could have beenLost to the darknessEternally left mysteriousWould words never writtenActually ever be missedOr ever longed for again? Were I never to writeAnother word…

Her bobbed black hairSo perfectly trimmedJust above her earlobesFrom which danglePretty silver beadsShort choppy bangsPlay across her foreheadAnd her grey faceNeither plain nor prettyHer neck long and smoothAnd bare, her shirtCollar open and low-cutHer humble breastsAre nearly invisibleBeneath her dark blue gown She glides across the ballroomTo a grand white pianoAlmost floats atop the benchHer…

If Beauty’s in the eye of the beholderWhat does the Beholder think?Of her face, so pretty?What does the Beholder want to see? Illusion, illusion, what do you see, love?Love, makeup distorts the natural graceIllusion, illusion, what do you wantTo see, pretty, love, she is a queen Royalty, we associate beauty with its nameBut as history…

When you lookWhat do you seeA shell of someoneOr the invisible meThe one no oneElse seems to seeHow am I suchA beautiful sightFor you to beholdI cannot sayBut I do not careAs long as youLove and adoreThe invisible me 9/28/14

Starting with the definition of nothingAnd moving onto to something lessFeeling emptiness is only the beginningThere’s a feeling even worse I hear her purr, but it’s not for meJealousy boils within, but that’s not for meThere is far more to her than any eye can seeEven when she looks inside herselfThe shadows and silhouettes of…

Black, it’s all she wearsHer only contact with meOnly through her icy staresSo what did I see?In her face, in her eyesWhat I was expecting?Can’t you tell she hates me?Wants me to stay away? White, I’m staring into the sunTrying to get her imageThose shades of blackOut of my mind, out of my brainWhat I…

The man works the hard, cold groundAs the woman stares at the hard, cold starsDimly lighting the vast field aroundThere is a river and there is a treeThe river flowing through the hard, cold groundAnd the tree standing below the hard, cold starsThe man’s arms hardened as the ground he works.The woman’s stare cold as…

I hear the whispersWhen no one elseCan hear a thingNight turns into dayAnd they hide awayScared of what theSun will bring They hideDeep insideOf themselvesNever to come outUntil the nightComes back, the darknessThey can’t do without Squeals and squeaksDancing on little feetThey chant softlyBut I can hearDoom is nearAt midnight they cryThey look into the…